The End. Harry Styles Fanfic

The End.

*IM SORRY IF YOU FIND THE BEGINNING OF THIS CHAPTER DISTURBING. JUST SAYING, I DONT CUT OR DO ANYTHING LIKE THAT. ITS JUST HOW THIS BOOK IS GOING TO GO. ENJOY (:

Chapter 1

Alex's POV

I slowly feel the pain run through my arm. Blood dripping down my arm, warm red blood. I watched myself run the silver sharp object slice open wounds on my wrist.

"Nobody cares." I whisper. Talking to myself was normal. No one ever listens to me.

I cried silently as I slit my wrist one more time. I watch the blood ooze out of my cut. I set the blade on the towel beside me and sit quietly in the corner on the dark side of my room. I spent about 10 minutes staring at my bloody cut up wrist.

I head to my bathroom as I turn on the faucet. I place my arm under the warm water, letting it wash away the blood.

I then wrap a gauze over my cuts, I don't  want anybody staring at them.

I open my closet to pick out clothes for school. I picked out a black V neck shirt that fitted me perfect with a suger skull on it. Ripped skinny jeans and my converse.

I straighten my long blonde hair and put on my eye liner and mascara. That's all I wear pretty much. I don't need or use foundation, I think it's gross.

I sit in history class, wishing to get out of this pathetic place.

Miss Lawson hands us a form that we need to fill out so she can "get to know us better".

'What are your favorite things to do?'

Eat pizza and watch Netflix alone all night.

'What do you want to be in the future?'

I stare at the question for a while then I write:

                                 happy.

I feel my eyes get watery then wipe them away.

While answering these stupid questions, I feel a paper hit the back my head. I slightly turn my head back and see Mia (my worst enemy) quietly laughing at me with her evil filthy smile. I ignore the note and turn back around.

"Don't ignore me bitch." Mia whispers harshly, knowing that I was going to say something back.

I turn around, "I just did. What are you going to do about it?" I say.

"I'll tell you what I'm going to do you little-"

"Shut up Mia!" the boy behind me says to Mia. I look at him as he gives Mia the "knock it off" look.

"Harry and Alex, there is no talking at this moment! Out in the hall now!" (I guess his names Harry) Miss Lawson yells at us. I grab my bag and walk out into the hall, Harry following behind me.

We stand across each other in the quiet hall, awkwardly standing in silent.

"Mia is such a bitch." Harry blurts out.

I look at him and nod. I examin him from up and down. He was wearing a plain white shirt on with somewhat baggy but also fitted him jeans and white sneakers. He has curly brown locks, a great jawline, full pink lips, crystal green eyes, and muscular arms. He has the looks, looks I have never seen before.

"Does she always pick on you like that?" Harry asks in concerne. I look at him as he looks at me with his green glowing eyes.

"Why do care?" Harry cocks his eyebrow.

"Sorry. It's just.. no one ever really seems to care about what happens to me." I say staring at the ground.

Harry walks over to me and stands beside me. "I care."

I look up at him (since he's way taller than me).

"I'm sorry but you don't even know me."

"I don't need to know you to care for you." Harry throws me a dimpled smile. His smile was warming to my heart. I've never felt this warm, caring feeling.

The bells ring causes me to jump because of how loud it is. Harry laugh causes me to laugh.

"I'm Harry Styles. And you are?" Harry asks.

"Alexis Trainor but everyone calls me Alex."